The Life and Times of a Cat named Dadoong
Description
Who is the centre of Cheondoong’s life? Is it is famous noona, Dara? Is it his bandmates in mblaq? No, there is someone even more important: his cat.
Dadoong.
A string of cute little ThunderxDadoong stories that I felt needed to be written because they are both the most ADORABLE creatures I have ever set eyes upon ><
Actually it started with me deciding to write a fluffier second fanfic because my other story ‘mea maxima culpa’ is extremely angsty which though I do love (mostly because of the delicious drama I can cook up) can get heated (emotionally wise) at times.
After seeing a super sweet photo of Dadoong sleeping in Cheondoong’s bag, I thought , hey (!), I don’t think anyone’s written a story for Cheondoong’s cat yet (even though it desperately needs to be written ><) and so ideas began plotting in my mind!!! So here’s a string of sweet little ThunderxDadoong stories from articles that I picked up here and there.
If anyone has an article, do comment it and I’ll add it in if it isn’t already planned~
Also, also, also!!! It's got a brand new stunning poster! By Lycheeroses/Tran again, sigh, i'm addicted to her work. Isn't it simply beautiful~~~ This one's a bright and colorful one! Cheers to her for the addition of this fantastic artwork!
Foreword
What signifies home to you? A house? A family? To me it is none of that. I am a simple creature and to me, home is the one thing where I can feel safe and warm. And then, you may ask me, after a hard day of dancing and singing and posing, what warms my frozen soul, what reenergizes my drained body?
I can answer that without even thinking. Can you guess?
Okay, maybe I’ll give you a hint. He appears in a frantic blur of fur and spots. He’s a warm, furiously purring body that winds its way around my legs. He always wriggles when I pick him up and hold him close, just so I can feel the beat of another heart – another life.
Can you guess yet?
That’s right. My cat: Dadoong.
He is the warmth that soothes my soul after a cold night out, the one thing that brightens my day when nothing else can. Dadoong to me has many meanings, but the most important one of all is the feeling of warmth he always generates in my core, that feelings of heating up from your toes to your ears. It’s that toasty feeling of happiness, of being wanted and of having a family - the feeling of coming home.
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